Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 47

　　Racing through the carpark, I found my car on the bottom level, I unlocked my car before throwing my bag over the seat and into the back. I put my key in the ignition and turned it, nothing. I checked the dash no lights came on, so I tried again holding the ignition on, it whined loudly. “Come on not now” I said smacking my dash. My car finally starting.

　　“She may be ugly, but she is reliable when I need her” I shut my door before reversing out the side of my car scraping the bollard. Whoops, I wasn’t lying when I said I am a terrible driver. I tore out of the car park and headed for the highway only to realise I needed gas so decided to pull over to the first servo I seen. I filled the tank; my poor car would have got the shock of a lifetime having full tank in it for once. I grabbed my wallet and quickly paid for my fuel.

　　I pulled onto the highway heading out of town only getting excited, when I see the sign stating I was leaving the city limits. I relaxed and smiled seeing the city in my rear-view mirror, I was finally out of here. I turned the radio up and kept driving. I had no idea where I was going but hoped I could make it to the next City which was over eight hours drive from here.

　　After about three or four hours driving, I felt this sudden rush of fear hit me, sending goosebumps all over me. I looked around nervously my anxiety kicking in. Pulling over, I thought I would stretch my legs and have a break of driving, I had about four hours of daylight left and really needed to find somewhere to stay for the night. Getting out, I stretched my legs before raising my arms above my head to stretch my back. My heart was pounding in my chest, my eyes moving over my surroundings frantically, but I was in the middle of nowhere. All I could see was paddocks and trees not a house in sight.

　　I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread consuming me, deciding It was best to keep moving, I hopped back in and started driving again. I had to stop in a small town for fuel again, refilling my car, before jumping back on the highway that seemed to be never ending. Just on dark the feeling got worse only this time, I was forced to pull over when I felt like I was burning from the inside out, boiling alive. No not again I thought. It was the heat washing over me. Didn’t this shit ever stop, I laid my chair back tucking my legs to my chest. Wave after wave of burning pain searing through every part of my body. The pain increasing to magnitude levels. It was already starting to get dark outside, and I was stopped on the edge of the road, surrounded by nothing but trees. I reached over digging through my handbag for anything to take the edge off. Finding one lousy Panadol. I popped the pill in my mouth before grabbing the water, I got at the last servo and sculling half the bottle before tipping the rest over my head trying cool myself down.

　　Getting out of the car, the cool air did nothing to sooth my burning skin. I stumbled to boot clutching onto the side of the car. I guess I’m sleeping here tonight. I was not going to be able to drive like this. Popping open the boot, I tried to find something anything, the Panadol not helping. I found a small throw down bottle of tequila and drank it in one mouthful. I couldn’t find anything else nothing, my boot completely empty.

　　To make matters worse the fear I felt, I was fairly sure wasn’t mine. I had nothing to fear out here, yet my anxiety was high. I almost felt manic completely beside myself and on top of it all in pure agony. I managed to climb back into the car, laying across the backseat trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing worked. I couldn’t find any sort of comfort for what I feel right now. When it was completely dark. I closed my eyes trying to dive into some form of sleep. Then I heard howls, forcing myself, I sat up. Was this a bad area for wild dogs because all I could hear were howls ringing through the darkness. My heart rate skipping beats as I looked out the windows only to be met with darkness, the trees casting shadows under the moon.

　　Then I saw them, yellow eyes in the forest and lots of them. I moved back on the seat, pressing against the door. Reaching over, I locked the doors. It’s okay, I’m okay they will leave, they are just wild dogs I tried to tell myself. Only I had this gnawing feeling they weren’t just dogs, I watched as the slowly came out of the shadows of the forest revealing about fifteen to twenty huge wolves, I knew they weren’t no friendly pooches. They circled around the car. I couldn’t take my eyes off them they were huge, white sharp teeth gleaming under the moonlight.

　　I moved to the centre of the seat. What the fuck do I do. The biggest question though was why the hell were they lurking around my car, I am a nobody. I don’t know them, yet here they are trapping me in my car. I heard one growl moving towards the car. I moved away only for another to move closer, my head spinning back and forth trying to keep watch on all of them. I quickly glanced around the car for anything to defend myself. I thought about jumping in the driver’s seat and trying to take off but as soon as I moved one of them charged hitting the driver’s side door, the entire car shaking at the impact. I jumped back.